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Disclaimer: This thing really does get on one's nerves. We all know I don't own them. Really don't see why I have to say it every time. Oh wait, I do, it's because I can't afford to have Dick Wolf or NBC sue me.

Chapter 11

Olivia was in her apartment, again. Her wounds were healing up, but slowly and painfully. She was sat on the couch with Casey sat opposite. She'd come round to check she was doing okay and for them to have a girly chat, something they did not do often at all but when they did always had great fun doing so.

"Oh my God, is that the time. I have to be up for court is like 6 hours. I'm sorry, I gotta go Liv." Casey said, standing up and grabbing her jacket off the back of the chair.

"Already, seems like you've not long got here?"

"I've been here a little over five hours Liv… You want me to stay the night?" she asked, sensing her friend's worries about being left alone.

Olivia looked at her and shook her head, smiling. "No. You need to get some proper sleep before work tomorrow. I'll be fine. I'm just gonna get a quick shower then jump into bed." she told her.

"Are you sure?" Casey asked, "I will stay if you want me to. I'm sure your couch is comfy enough for me to get some sleep."

"It's not, believe me. Thanks, really Case, but I'll be fine. Be asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow." she lied.

Casey looked at her, not convinced. "Go," Olivia told her.

"Okay. I'll call you in the morning." she said as she headed over to the door.

Olivia got up and followed her. "Yeah, sure." she replied.

"G'night" Casey said to her as she stepped out of the door.

"Night," Olivia said back to her, rather unenthusiastically.

She waited till Casey had disappeared into the lift before stepping back inside her apartment, quickly shutting and locking the door behind her. She turned and rested her back against the door as she took a long look around her apartment. All seemed well but that still didn't mean she felt any better about having to be alone.

She sighed then took a deep breath before heading off to the bathroom, ready for her shower, praying that when she got in bed she would fall asleep quickly.

She'd only bothered to let the water run over her body some before she jumped out of the shower and dressed into some sweats and a t-shirt. She was getting sleepy but knew there was one last thing to do before she jumped into bed, and that was take some much needed pain killers.

She walked across her apartment, the lamp on her bedside table enough to light the whole place up enough for her to see her way clearly into the kitchen. She had her tablets ready in her hand. She just needed a glass so she could get some water.

She reached up into the cupboard and pulled out a glass, she filled it with water and threw the pills to the back of her throat before taking a long swig of water. When she was done she quickly rinsed the glass and put in on the draining board.

She was about to turn around to go get in bed when some rope came down over her face, then it was wrapped around her throat, and was suddenly being pulled, tighter and tighter, she couldn't breathe at all.

She pulled on it as hard as she could. She desperately needed to take a breath, but it was no luck and she was beginning to go faint.

"Got you again, Fish…" Parker's haunting voice whispered into her ear…

Elliot, jumped up out of his chair as Olivia shot up, finally awake, in her hospital bed. He watched as she clawed at her neck, struggling for breath. Immediately he ran over to her.

"Liv, Liv, honey stop." he said to her as he tried to pull her hands away from her throat.

She was hysterical, crying and yet still struggling to take a breath. He managed to pull her arms away as he sat down on the bed beside her. "Get off me! Let go of me!" she cried.

"Liv, it's me. It's Elliot!" he told her, still she fought her best against him.

"Olivia!" he yelled, suddenly getting her attention.

She stopped crying and finally took a much needed deep breath then she began crying again. By now she knew it was him in front of her. "E…E…Elliot…?" she stuttered.

"It's me." he assured her.

She began sobbing loudly as she fell forward into him, hiding her face against his chest, holding onto his shirt for dear life. Elliot began rubbing her back and gently rocking backwards and forwards with her. "I got ya, I'm here." he whispered softly to her. "I'm here."

TBC

Short update, I know. Another will be up very shortly.

So how many of ya did I get with the first part? Hands up! Sorry, I just had to do it, couldn't stop myself. My gosh, I'm cruel. Sorry guys.

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